Monthly Archives: July 2023

Things change

Morning raised more canvas and back to trucking along, waves started to be very annoying. As the morning kept going the swell became more organized and the sailing motion wasn’t bad. Or we we were getting desensitized. The seas were not as jagged with the period between waves getting a bit longer. So the forecast promised the sun to show its self. Looked like the sun wanted to, but it had to break through all the rain threatening clouds.

Then one dark cloud was all around, you could feel the cold wind get colder as it got closer. Wasn’t bringing too much extra wind, just left the sails up. Rolled up a little head sail, took the boat through the car wash. On the other side of the car wash the sun came out, but Mr wind disappeared. Waited patiently for about an hour, listening to the sails flap in any minuscule puff, or slam when the swell passed under the boat before cranking and engine.

Took the sails down, and finally a little breeze could be felt. Hmmmm. Blue skies maybe 8knots of wind. Let’s see if the spinnaker will fly, and fly it does. Ran our biggest sail for the rest of the day, till dark. Don’t like the darkness and not being able to see the squalls even with the bright moon. So, we took the sail down.

Motored all night, wind should build back up by lunch time and then be right on the nose. Sailing into the wind, that should complete all points of sail on this trip. Also means the next weather system will cross our path as we arrive Minerva.

With a nice spinnaker run, a nice butter chicken was prepared for dinner. Were even able to hear French Polynesia on the SSB and chat with some friends still there.

A good day, slow but good. Was able to shed a few layers of clothes for a few hours while the sun was shining. More than 1/2 way now, with 380 or so miles to go. Motoring kills our average speed. 😅

Big Bertha tugging us along in 8 knots of breeze, but look at the sun!

2 nights down

First night, I thought we were clear. So much for thinking. Shortly after 3am the chaos monkey showed up. Why at 3am? It’s when the chaos thrives. Luckily it wasn’t the whole “simian army” just one lone operative. We switched from big pulleys (blocks) on the reefing lines of the main and replaced the with friction rings that are lighter and would cause less damage if they hit you in the head or fell on a solar panel. Friction rings are not friction-less, but super smooth. Knowing they would wear our reefing lines I had installed a chafe guard protection where the rings are. Unfortunately was about 6 inches off when the sail was reefed and in a matter of hours the reefing line parted ways. Doh! Yes at 3am. Luckily we have other lines and just further reefed the sail and amazingly the line didn’t disappear in the boom. I was able to grab it and re-tie it. We left the second reef in till day light, then decided to run new line in its place, and voila back in business

With the mornings job complete was just a bouncy day of trying to get into a rhythm. Completely overcast day, big seas, definitely not a pleasure cruise.

Christine’s favorite pulled pork sandwiches for dinner as the seas were coming down a bit but the rain showers, squalls were appearing to again back down to second reef for the evening. Boat got rained on a couple of times during the night but all good out here.

Sunrise day three on the way to Minerva reef

Till the butter melts

On the move. Heading north till the butter melts. We have been cold long enough, so in search of warmer tropical coladas.

First 100 miles toward the destination of Minerva reef done and dusted. Started off slowly with scraps of the new sails providing enough power to shake out the 8 months of cobwebs with regard to sailing. After a couple of gusty conditions some more canvas came out and just like that we are making good time north.

We check lots of things related to weather before heading off. Wind, wind direction, waves and their direction, rain, cape (energy that creates havoc), and even phases of the moon. Full moon passages are sweet cause it helps spot the dark clouds even at night. What sealed the “time to go” on this voyages was the thermometer would be rising, the forecast showed a nice steady increase day after day. So we set off to watch the New Zealand butter melt.

Marsden cove clearing out of New Zealand